An Ning's studio is on the 15th floor and is independent of the outside world. The agent had the honor of meeting An Ning several times. She is a short girl, and when he first met her, he thought she was a child.
However, if it was really a child, he probably wouldn't be able to sing so well.
You should know that An Ning made RT Entertainment famous. Even Lu Xuanyou, the current top star of RT Entertainment, has to call An Ning a senior.
"I don't know." Lu Xuanyou lowered his head and looked for two seconds, then picked up his mobile phone, quickly downloaded Weibo, and registered an account.
"What are you doing?" The agent didn't understand his actions. Actor Lu had very few social media accounts, and his team had to urge him to update every time. This time, he even took the initiative to download Weibo.
"Oh my God, what are you doing?" The agent was sitting next to Lu Xuanyou. After the man registered on Weibo, he directly searched for Shen Qing's name on it, and the official certified Weibo of Shen Qing's fan club immediately popped up.
Lu Xuanyou clicked on the homepage and took a look. It contained the blogger's posts about Shen Qing's daily life, with occasional blurry photos.
"You can't like or follow me!" Having worked with Lu Xuanyou for so long, the agent quickly realized his intention and snatched his phone away with his quick eyes and hands.
He just registered on Weibo and already liked Shen Qing’s post. What kind of scandal will this cause?
Lu Xuanyou glanced at his agent and said, "I've already ordered."
The agent was stunned. "What?"
"I clicked on Jingda's Weibo." Lu Xuanyou has been in the entertainment industry for so long and is very clear about his influence. He did not do anything to make things difficult for his agent.
The agent breathed a sigh of relief. "You really scared me."
As a top artist in Country R, Lu Xuanyou has an extraordinary influence around the world. Now is the era of traffic. If he is related to Shen Qing, the two will definitely be tied together by major marketing accounts.
Moreover, from the outside, the two of them are not completely without intersection. They have filmed a movie together, which is another big melon.
"Okay, go back and rest early. We will be going to China in a few days." The agent returned his phone.
Lu Xuanyou took it with one hand, nodded, turned and left the office.
The assistant was waiting for him outside. When he saw him come out, he immediately came up with water and said, "Boss, do you want some water?"
Lu Xuanyou didn't answer, he lowered his head and looked at his phone, "If you don't want to drink, just go back."
"Okay."
Lu Xuanyou put on the Bluetooth headset, opened the Weibo of Shen Qing’s fan club, and clicked on the latest video.
The girl sat in front of the piano, raised her hands slightly, and the familiar music slowly came into her ears.
Lu Xuanyou closed his eyes. This piece of music was composed by his teacher ten years ago. At that time, he also met Shen Qing for the first time.
The little girl was very thin, just a skeleton, but her facial features were extremely delicate and her eyes were big, like a doll displayed in a boutique window.
The old man in his sixties took the little girl's hand and announced in front of his friends in the music industry that this was his little apprentice.
Lu Xuanyou was still a young boy. He looked at the pretty and delicate girl and extended his hand in a friendly manner, "Hello, Junior Sister. My name is Lu..."
The little girl glanced at him indifferently, without a trace of warmth in her eyes. It was hard to imagine that it was the eyes of a child. They were sinister and cold, like a demon crawling out of hell.
Lu Xuanyou was startled and his body stiffened uncontrollably. The last two words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them.
"Boss, boss?" The assistant's voice brought Lu Xuanyou back to his senses.
"Hmm?" He looked up slowly.
"We're here, time to get off."
Lu Xuanyou glanced out the window and saw that he had arrived at the villa area where he lived.
After entering the house, he sat on the sofa, took out his cell phone, found the name in the address book, and estimated the time in China, which was around 11:30 in the evening.
This point is still very early for Shen Qing.
Lu Xuanyou hesitated for a while, dialed the phone, and waited about ten seconds before the call was connected.
"Hello, Shen Qing has fallen asleep. If you have anything to say, let's talk tomorrow."
Lu Xuanyou's pupils suddenly shrank. It was a man who answered the phone.
It’s Gu Ting.
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